THE FIRST YEAR MISTAKE
Harry couldn't help smiling as he, Ron and Hermione stepped through the brick wall. Diagon Ally never looked so welcoming. Finally, Harry Potter was back amongst people like him, witches and wizards. The Dursleys made sure he had a terrible summer by giving him extra chores.
All around Harry were parents rushing their kids around the shops, buying everything they needed for Hogwarts. This is why he was here. As Hogwarts students Harry, Ron and Hermione came to buy books, new dress robes and more items they would need for sixth year. 'First we want ...Standard Book of Spells: grade 6' Hermione said, checking her list.
Entering Florish and Blotts, Harry, Ron and Hermione were ambushed by Ginny, Fred, George and Lee Jordan. 'Hi Harry' Fred smiled and held up some books, 'we were just going to pay'. 'Oh, right. Well, we'll just be a minute.' Harry said. George nodded. 'We'll wait for you outside.' Harry led his two best friends along the rows of bookcases filled with books until Hermione found the section they wanted. She scanned the covers and stopped. 'Here' she said, pulling out three 'Standard Book of Spells: grade 6's and handing one each to the boys, keeping one for herself.
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'What kept you?' Lee Jordan cried as the trio emerged from the shop. 'Sorry, long queue.' Ron said. 'Where to next?' Following Fred, the group made their way to Madam Malkin Robes for All Occasions to get new robes. Fred and George were the first ready. 'Good thing, being twins. Only one of us needs to try things on' George stated. Hermione, Ginny and Lee soon joined them. 'Come on, Ron, the others are waiting.' Harry said. Ron couldn't decide between two dress robes, one red and one dark grey. 'Hurry!' He picked the red. 'Ready.' The group bought their new robes and went for an ice cream at Florean Fortescue's.
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* . (AT HOGWARTS) 'Professor, are you sure? I mean, nobody could have if you were there.' 'Wrong, Minerva. Quirrel may or may not have hexed the hat before Harry's arrival we have to re-do the ceremony'. 'But Dumbledore, the students are happy where they are, and with you-know- who's fall, the wizarding world is save.' 'Severus, the truth is important, so this must happen' Dumbledore paused to turn to the other Professor. 'Minerva, send out letters to all fifth years, inform them there's going to be a re-sorting'.
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* '...Lets see...Lee, Fred and George's ice cream together makes 12 sickles, Ginny and mine was 3 each, Harry and Ron's were 7 between them, that makes ...' '23 sickles, Hermione.' said Ron, digging into his pocket, 'I'm paying'. Hermione was about to protest, before... 'You, pay? I never thought I'd hear that line come out of your mouth, Weasel.' drawled a voice behind Hermione that Harry and his friends had no trouble recognizing. Not bothering to look up at his enemy, Harry muttered, 'get lost, Malfoy'. Malfoy turned to him, 'I wasn't talking to you, was I Potter?' he sneered before looking back to Ron. 'As I was saying, are you sure you CAN? I doubt you could pay for your own, never a big group of Gryffindorks.' He continued. Fred, by this time, had risen from his seat with his face filled with anger. 'Get out,' he growled. Malfoy, clearly enjoying this, smiled, 'I'll think you'll find that it is not against the law for me to have an ice cream here or talk to my schoolmates, Weasley'. Ron snorted. 'Oh, that's a good one, Malfoy,' he said, rolling his eyes. 'Schoolmates? You think Gryffindors are scum!' Everybody in the room turned to this comment, being very quiet to hear more. The smile on Malfoys face grew wider. 'Weasel, use your common sense, that is if you have any at all.' At this a few in the room laughed. Ron's ears went a delicate shade of pink. Malfoy continued. 'You ARE scum. You and all the rest of the Gryffindorks' 'Stop calling us that!' Hermione cried angrily. 'Pardon, Mudblood?' Gasps flowed though the room. Hermione's eyes grew and filled with tears. She stood and ran out. 'Take that back, Malfoy!' Ron yelled, standing up and raising his fists. 'No, I don't think I shall.' A little lady, much shorter than Ron and Malfoy, ran between them. 'No fighting in this wee restaurant.' She screeched 'Out now!' Ron slammed money on the table and stormed out with the rest of the group following.
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Harry couldn't help smiling as he, Ron and Hermione stepped through the brick wall. Diagon Ally never looked so welcoming. Finally, Harry Potter was back amongst people like him, witches and wizards. The Dursleys made sure he had a terrible summer by giving him extra chores.
All around Harry were parents rushing their kids around the shops, buying everything they needed for Hogwarts. This is why he was here. As Hogwarts students Harry, Ron and Hermione came to buy books, new dress robes and more items they would need for sixth year. 'First we want ...Standard Book of Spells: grade 6' Hermione said, checking her list.
Entering Florish and Blotts, Harry, Ron and Hermione were ambushed by Ginny, Fred, George and Lee Jordan. 'Hi Harry' Fred smiled and held up some books, 'we were just going to pay'. 'Oh, right. Well, we'll just be a minute.' Harry said. George nodded. 'We'll wait for you outside.' Harry led his two best friends along the rows of bookcases filled with books until Hermione found the section they wanted. She scanned the covers and stopped. 'Here' she said, pulling out three 'Standard Book of Spells: grade 6's and handing one each to the boys, keeping one for herself.
. .
.
'What kept you?' Lee Jordan cried as the trio emerged from the shop. 'Sorry, long queue.' Ron said. 'Where to next?' Following Fred, the group made their way to Madam Malkin Robes for All Occasions to get new robes. Fred and George were the first ready. 'Good thing, being twins. Only one of us needs to try things on' George stated. Hermione, Ginny and Lee soon joined them. 'Come on, Ron, the others are waiting.' Harry said. Ron couldn't decide between two dress robes, one red and one dark grey. 'Hurry!' He picked the red. 'Ready.' The group bought their new robes and went for an ice cream at Florean Fortescue's.
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* . (AT HOGWARTS) 'Professor, are you sure? I mean, nobody could have if you were there.' 'Wrong, Minerva. Quirrel may or may not have hexed the hat before Harry's arrival we have to re-do the ceremony'. 'But Dumbledore, the students are happy where they are, and with you-know- who's fall, the wizarding world is save.' 'Severus, the truth is important, so this must happen' Dumbledore paused to turn to the other Professor. 'Minerva, send out letters to all fifth years, inform them there's going to be a re-sorting'.
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* '...Lets see...Lee, Fred and George's ice cream together makes 12 sickles, Ginny and mine was 3 each, Harry and Ron's were 7 between them, that makes ...' '23 sickles, Hermione.' said Ron, digging into his pocket, 'I'm paying'. Hermione was about to protest, before... 'You, pay? I never thought I'd hear that line come out of your mouth, Weasel.' drawled a voice behind Hermione that Harry and his friends had no trouble recognizing. Not bothering to look up at his enemy, Harry muttered, 'get lost, Malfoy'. Malfoy turned to him, 'I wasn't talking to you, was I Potter?' he sneered before looking back to Ron. 'As I was saying, are you sure you CAN? I doubt you could pay for your own, never a big group of Gryffindorks.' He continued. Fred, by this time, had risen from his seat with his face filled with anger. 'Get out,' he growled. Malfoy, clearly enjoying this, smiled, 'I'll think you'll find that it is not against the law for me to have an ice cream here or talk to my schoolmates, Weasley'. Ron snorted. 'Oh, that's a good one, Malfoy,' he said, rolling his eyes. 'Schoolmates? You think Gryffindors are scum!' Everybody in the room turned to this comment, being very quiet to hear more. The smile on Malfoys face grew wider. 'Weasel, use your common sense, that is if you have any at all.' At this a few in the room laughed. Ron's ears went a delicate shade of pink. Malfoy continued. 'You ARE scum. You and all the rest of the Gryffindorks' 'Stop calling us that!' Hermione cried angrily. 'Pardon, Mudblood?' Gasps flowed though the room. Hermione's eyes grew and filled with tears. She stood and ran out. 'Take that back, Malfoy!' Ron yelled, standing up and raising his fists. 'No, I don't think I shall.' A little lady, much shorter than Ron and Malfoy, ran between them. 'No fighting in this wee restaurant.' She screeched 'Out now!' Ron slammed money on the table and stormed out with the rest of the group following.
A.N. Hiya! Me, I'm back! Hope you like/love this. I'll write some more soon. Please review. See ya all!